And Another Thing... (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, #6)

by Eoin Colfer

Wowbagger, then the hammer came down so fast it blurred, crashing into his head with a noise like a meteor impacting on a field of ice. Good-bye, Trillian, thought Wowbagger, then he was driven bodily fifty feet straight down into his grave. Thor was in two minds with his performance. The up-and-over swing always made good television, but it was a pity he couldn’t have dragged it out a little longer. What choice did he have? The green guy was just about to mention the video, and then the various browsers would have tagged the comment, and before you know it everyone’s linked back to the old site. He was about to turn to Zaphod to check his manager’s reaction, when he picked up a faint thought from about fifty feet below his feet. And the thought was either Shark eye knothead. or Zark. I’m not dead. Zaphod whistled the first bar of “Blinko in the Baybox,” an old Betelgeusean epic shanty concerning a prickled mollusc and his time spent in captivity. “Whaddya think, Ford? Did he do enough?” Ford whistled the second bar back at him. “I don’t know. I never felt like there was a threat. There was no drama.” “You’re right. It was all over too quickly.” Zaphod looked around. “I wonder if there is anyone else in the market for a hammer in the head.” Thor jogged across the field. “What do you think? Nice up-and-over, wasn’t it? I lost my temper a bit though, let the green guy rile me up. Don’t worry, Zaph, it won’t happen next time.” “Next time?” “Yes, next time. The green guy isn...